ME: Yes that made sense. in a way a few know how to talk. Did that make
sense? Anyways I think that if I only posted two I'd be cheating the
readers so I will post three but no more after that unless I think it's
best.
So what more can I say but: Enjoy and reply.
Lydecker Plural
Part Eighteen
//** "Really, you need to do more research. He would strike at campground thirty then go by twos. Every other night he would move to every other campground." **//
"So, you cracked the code and set your friend up."
"That's what I said. Well any way, Matt was waiting in the sand dunes (the killer would always go somewhere close by, but were no one was). He was there to stop the guy if I couldn't keep on his back, but unfortunately I couldn't stay on his back and Matt got shot. I disabled the killer, had a friend call 911 (the friend was far away in safety.) Then I went to the hospital, donated some blood, passed out, woke up, kicked you out, and yada, yada, yada." I loathed at him.
"Okay well just one more question then I have to go home. Why is Mr. Benson out of the hospital when it should take him a long time for him to heal?"
"Along with my blood he also got a stem-cell transplant. They healed remarkably quickly. Now please stay out of my life and I'll stay out of yours."
I got up and left his office and never looked back. That Jones guy was the most annoying person I'd ever met, including Lydecker. I must have been really annoyed.
I got back onto the cycle and turned the engine on but right as I did that Jones came running out again filled with great urgency.
"Miss Monson where are you parents? You are after all only sixteen and you need a parent or guardian."
I pretended not to hear him. I would have to fix everything out with that. He began to run after me screaming like a maniac. I ignored him and continued to ride on. Luckily Jones wasn't all that bright or energetic because he stopped running about a block away from the police station when he could have run back and hopped into a cop car.
I went up over to Cap Sante and climbed up onto a boulder and looked up at the sky. That's when it began. About a thousand meteors came buzzing through the atmosphere. They were very beautiful and made my mood content.
After about half an hour I climbed off the rock and started to get down the hill. Down by the main street I realized that I was going to run low on cash in a bit. I quickly formed a plan in my head that assured money.
I turned down a street that led to the urban area of the town. This house was green and was right across the street from the old high school. The lights were off and the house looked like a doctor lived there or something. Big money income source. I did not stop by the house.that would wait a bit. I road down to the camp to get my proper break-in clothes. I got everything from gloves to ropes ready in about fifteen minutes. Then I road back down to the little green house and parked my ZX about five blocks down. I walked briskly to the house and planed my break in after I circled the house once.
There was a perfect entrance right above the door. There was a little extension that was about three inches thick right below a small stained window. Using my enhanced vision I looked in through the window just to find that it was a bathroom. This was going to be easy. I jump up onto the little piece of wood that was under the window. Grabbing a screwdriver out of my belt I undid the lock and silently opened the window. I got in through the small window and shut it behind me right when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. For an instant I thought about opening the window, but what would that accomplish?
I hopped into the bathtub and hid behind the curtain. If the person turned on the light I was going down. Luckily he turned it on for a second then turned it off probably because his eyes weren't used to being in the light.
He walked over to the toilet and began to take a pee. I shut my eyes in fear of seeing something I didn't want to witness. I mean this man was about fifty. There was only about one thought that went through my mind: Stupid night vision!
So what more can I say but: Enjoy and reply.
Lydecker Plural
Part Eighteen
//** "Really, you need to do more research. He would strike at campground thirty then go by twos. Every other night he would move to every other campground." **//
"So, you cracked the code and set your friend up."
"That's what I said. Well any way, Matt was waiting in the sand dunes (the killer would always go somewhere close by, but were no one was). He was there to stop the guy if I couldn't keep on his back, but unfortunately I couldn't stay on his back and Matt got shot. I disabled the killer, had a friend call 911 (the friend was far away in safety.) Then I went to the hospital, donated some blood, passed out, woke up, kicked you out, and yada, yada, yada." I loathed at him.
"Okay well just one more question then I have to go home. Why is Mr. Benson out of the hospital when it should take him a long time for him to heal?"
"Along with my blood he also got a stem-cell transplant. They healed remarkably quickly. Now please stay out of my life and I'll stay out of yours."
I got up and left his office and never looked back. That Jones guy was the most annoying person I'd ever met, including Lydecker. I must have been really annoyed.
I got back onto the cycle and turned the engine on but right as I did that Jones came running out again filled with great urgency.
"Miss Monson where are you parents? You are after all only sixteen and you need a parent or guardian."
I pretended not to hear him. I would have to fix everything out with that. He began to run after me screaming like a maniac. I ignored him and continued to ride on. Luckily Jones wasn't all that bright or energetic because he stopped running about a block away from the police station when he could have run back and hopped into a cop car.
I went up over to Cap Sante and climbed up onto a boulder and looked up at the sky. That's when it began. About a thousand meteors came buzzing through the atmosphere. They were very beautiful and made my mood content.
After about half an hour I climbed off the rock and started to get down the hill. Down by the main street I realized that I was going to run low on cash in a bit. I quickly formed a plan in my head that assured money.
I turned down a street that led to the urban area of the town. This house was green and was right across the street from the old high school. The lights were off and the house looked like a doctor lived there or something. Big money income source. I did not stop by the house.that would wait a bit. I road down to the camp to get my proper break-in clothes. I got everything from gloves to ropes ready in about fifteen minutes. Then I road back down to the little green house and parked my ZX about five blocks down. I walked briskly to the house and planed my break in after I circled the house once.
There was a perfect entrance right above the door. There was a little extension that was about three inches thick right below a small stained window. Using my enhanced vision I looked in through the window just to find that it was a bathroom. This was going to be easy. I jump up onto the little piece of wood that was under the window. Grabbing a screwdriver out of my belt I undid the lock and silently opened the window. I got in through the small window and shut it behind me right when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. For an instant I thought about opening the window, but what would that accomplish?
I hopped into the bathtub and hid behind the curtain. If the person turned on the light I was going down. Luckily he turned it on for a second then turned it off probably because his eyes weren't used to being in the light.
He walked over to the toilet and began to take a pee. I shut my eyes in fear of seeing something I didn't want to witness. I mean this man was about fifty. There was only about one thought that went through my mind: Stupid night vision!